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Now...I give you the completion to OwnYouAsswards POV.

Warning...sugary sweet lemonade below...hope you got a sweet tooth =)

"Close your eyes
Let me touch you now
Let me give you something that is real

Close the door
Leave your fears behind
Let me give you what you're giving me

You are the only thing
That makes me want to live at all

And when I am with you
There's no reason to pretend
And when I am with you I feel flames again

Just put me inside you
I would never ever leave
Just put me inside you
I would never ever leave
You."

Flames: Vast

9. Confession Part 2

~Edward's Point Of View~

I kissed her lips and whispered. "Don't be afraid." I let my lips brush against her cheek, whispering again, "don't be afraid." Finally, my mouth hovered above her ear and I breathed. "Let me in, Bella. Let me fix you." I placed one hand on her chest, right above her heart. "…let me love you…"

"Edward…I-I…what are you saying?" she asked, pulling back so that our eyes met, our foreheads gently pressed against the others.

"I'm saying…that you are the only one who has ever touched my heart, Bella. It belongs to you…no other. And no one and I mean no one can ever change that. Not Esme and certainly not fucking James. It will always be yours…like it or not," I confessed, smiling innocently before licking my lips.

I gauged her reaction, waiting for what I did not know, as I looked into her crimson speckled irises. Her eyes had widened at my declaration, appearing glassy in the now early morning rain; looking as though she truly had been crying. I watched, enamored, as her lips parted slightly before she turned her head to the side.

My stomach knotted. Was she rejecting me…again?

"Edward…I don't want to hurt you," she whimpered, pulling her lower lip between her teeth, gnawing on it feverishly. I reached up, releasing the puffed flesh from her death-like clutch, rubbing the pad of my thumb over it tenderly, figuratively smoothing away the abuse. "Fuck, Edward," she groaned. "What am I doing? What are we doing? You shouldn't even be involved with me, with this mess." She threw her arms up in disgust, "I should have left when I was stronger," she then muttered the last few words to herself.

The rain was coming down in heavy sheets, and I blinked repeatedly to keep my eyes clear of the cold liquid so that I could see her. My chest ached at the mere thought of her wanting to leave me, leave us. That, and the thought of her feeling weak; killed me a little more inside. I had been no stranger to those emotions- one's that Bella's presence helps dissipate. She really had no idea that I too had felt the same- for so long, too long.

"This mess you talk about…well, I'm involved whether you want me to be or not," anger was beginning to fuel me. "I don't think you understand what I am trying to say to you, Bella. You are my life now, YOU." My words left me in a moan and I feared that my own weaknesses, those flaws I had been fighting to keep harbored, were beginning to rear their ugly heads.

Regardless though, she needed to know. Bella needed to understand that I wasn't just here for the moment, but for the long haul. "I would rather die than stay away from you," I growled, my teeth clenched tight, the possessive side of me breaking through. "Can't you see that by now, Bella? You have no fucking clue as to just how important you are to me. You're the most important thing to me…ever," I whispered.

She turned her head again to the side, her eyes closed. Her profile was pure perfection, beauty, and I watched as her lips curved, ever so slowly, into what I knew to be a smile as she took in an unneeded breath. "You can't even imagine how good that feels, Edward…hearing you say that," she sighed, turning her gaze back to me, showing me for the first time the mirror image of my own emotions in her now darkened gaze.

Bella's eyes had become heavily hooded, her pupils dilated, covering the hue that appeared just moments before as she licked her lips wantonly, placing her delicate fingers into my hair. Gently she thread them through the sodden muddle, pulling me towards her so that we breathed each other's breath. "I know I should have left…but, there was something about you…always something about you," she swallowed, continuing. "It was always more than just your blood…it was you. You were meant for me…only me…I felt it then…I can feel it now."

My heart fluttered and I sighed in relief and understanding before whispering. "Yes."

With our lips touching she continued, whispering into my mouth. "For over ninety years I've walked amongst my kind, searching, always searching. Once I had even thought my search was over, that I was complete, but I was wrong, Edward. Shit, I was so fucking wrong." She fisted my hair hard and I mewled at the sensation, letting my eyes roll. "I don't think I ever knew exactly what it was I was truly seeking, Edward. I never knew because you didn't exist to me yet…but now that you do, and you are here…I know that I will never be able to live in a world where you don't exist."

"I hate myself…for breathing without you," I admitted, spitting out the words that had haunted me for weeks, causing her to clench her eyes shut.

"Edward, if there were anyway- anyway at all for me to become human for you -no matter what the price was…I would pay it."

I held her chin gently within my fingers as I traced my thumb over her lips. "I would sacrifice everything I am…everything I have…just to be with you, Bella."

"So the lamb has fallen in love with the lioness," she smirked, knowingly, bringing her lips even closer to my own.

"Stupid lamb," I muttered, leaning in, licking the swollen flesh before me.

"Masochistic lioness," she retorted, pulling my lower lip into her mouth before running her satiny tongue over it.

I then kissed her deeply, our tongues lazily exploring the others, her body pressed firmly against my own. I could have stayed like this forever- Bella in my arms, her mouth on mine. But I knew I needed more, I needed all of her. It was time. I needed to claim her- body and soul.

I pulled away, placing a soft kiss against her mouth- and she released my hair, tenderly rubbing the part of my scalp that she had just been tugging on. I breathed her in, wrapping my arms around her cloth soaked frame, lifting her- grabbing her thighs, guiding them around my waist, my erection painfully straining against my jeans as it sat just below her center.

"Bella," I moaned, gripping her hips, pulling her down on to my awaiting arousal, boldly grinding into her. "I need you. You're coming home with me…now." I demanded, and I slowly began walking towards my house, Bella's body tightly wound around me, our eyes fixated fiercely to the others.

"You don't know how long I've waited for you," she sighed, before placing her head on my chest, her small hands and ragged nails clawing at my naked back.

Her words ignited a fire beneath my flesh and I held her even tighter to my body before taking off- inhumanly fast.

"Tell me what you're thinking, it's strange not knowing," she said, repeating my same words from earlier as her hands trailed up and down my abdomen, while I slowly lifted her soaked shirt above her head, exposing the black lace bra beneath. "I know you know I can hear thoughts, Edward," she admitted, and I nodded, licking my lips, moving my fingers to the back of her bra to unbutton the dainty fabric.

"Can't you hear what I'm thinking?" I stopped, eyeing her speculatively, pushing the straps over her velvety shoulders, drinking in the puckered pale buds before me.

"No. But I don't think I'd want to…I'd rather hear your voice," she replied, breathy, biting her lip.

Well, that's interesting.

"Huh, then let me share with you my thoughts," I paused, taking her attentive nipple into my mouth, dragging my teeth over the elongated flesh as I let my free hands travel down the satiny curve of her sides, down to her waist- before allowing my fingertips to tease the skin beneath the waistband of her jeans.

Pulling away from her nipple, roughly, I spoke. "Hmmm, I'm thinking…I'm thinking about how good it's going to feel once I get my cock inside of you," I stated calmly, voice thick with desire, as I leaned down, licking the diameter of her other breast and flicking its hardened nipple with the tip of my tongue.

"Fuck, Edward," she groaned, arching her back, pushing her hips into my hands as I tore the clasp of her jeans in my haste.

I placed my mouth above her ear. "I'm thinking of how delectable you will taste when I run my tongue over your clit before diving it into your tight little pussy," I breathed, suckling the soft flesh beneath her ear lobe as I pushed the wet denim over her hips and all the way down her legs, bringing my body with it.

I could smell her arousal as I bent down to remove the heavy fabric from her feet; her scent hitting me with force- causing my already throbbing erection to twitch with more anticipation.

"I'm thinking," I froze, then skimmed my parted lips up her calf, "about making you scream my name…over…and…over, as I make you come harder than you ever have before in your life, forgetting anyone who's ever touched you before me."

"Ungh," she groaned…I smiled.

"Would you like that? Do you want me to make you come, Bella?"

"Yes," she whimpered, her hips rising to the empty air.

Slowly I rose, trailing my palm around her cold and dampened calf, rising upward, letting my fingers torturously caress her thigh- barely grazing the lace that was now drenched with her juices.

I stopped, resting my head against her thigh, her cool skin a soothing balm to my overheated flesh as I ran small circles over her lace-covered-wanting-core with the tip of my index finger. She moaned at my deliberate avoidance and I allowed that one finger entry beneath the hem of the fabric, running it languorously over and between her slickened folds, but never entering her.

"Edward, please. You're fucking killing me," she cried, and I chuckled sinisterly.

"Payback is a bitch, my love," I laughed, nuzzling my face into the apex of her thighs, breathing in her scent as though without it I would cease to exist. "Lay back on the bed, now," I demanded, and she complied lying back so that her knees hung over the edge.

I positioned myself on my knees, between her slightly spread thighs, as I ran my palms over them, slowly bringing them to where her panties rested along her hips. My fingers delved beneath the elastic, pulling so that the fragile lace tore within my fingers, freeing the flower beneath and its nectar that I would soon consume.

Bella moaned, lifting her hips again from the bed, her hands running through the tangled mess on my head.

I had never drunk from Bella's core and I wanted to make it memorable, even though the feral side of me wanted nothing more than to tear into her like she was raw steak.

"Patience," I said, more for my benefit, and I removed the fabric completely, exposing her dripping sex before me. I paused, drinking in her body. She was beautiful, a goddess, and she was mine.

Outside, the rain had let up, allowing the moon to break free of the thickened clouds that had held it captive. The luminescent glow that emanated from the moon slithered across Bella's body like a snake, allowing her smooth milky skin to shine in the faint grey light. Her body was inviting…alluring, and I wanted to lick her, to taste her- every square inch of her.

With my palms placed on the inside of her thighs, my thumbs running lazy circles over the pulse-less artery housed within- I pushed, spreading her open for me- only me, holding her thighs down like gossamer wings. Her sex glistened like morning dew, her scent even more enticing as she lay before me- draped open and waiting.

Sensually, I grazed my nose along her inner thigh, breathing in all that she was as I peppered light kisses upon the soft skin. All the while her body purred, drowning in desire and need…for me.

I let my fingers delicately touch the softened flesh that would soon allow me entry to her heavenly core. The same flesh I had touched many times before was brand new to me now, and I treated it as such; gently gliding my fingers around the swollen folds, circling the tip of my fingers around the ball of nerves that I knew would bring her over the edge in time.

"I'm going to taste you now, Bella," I warned, "would you like that?"

"Yessss, fuck yes I would like that," she moaned, again lifting her hips, offering me the bouquet that was her sex.

Moving my palms under her thighs I gripped her soft ass and roughly pulled her body down so she hung slightly off the bed, her pussy now lie right before my awaiting mouth. I lifted her thighs, forcing her to bend her knees, as I placed her bare feet on my shoulders before bringing my hands to her hips- splaying them open while applying pressure to the jutting bone.

"Do you want me to fuck you with my mouth, Bella?" I asked, licking a line up her slick flesh. I had to pause momentarily when the action along with the taste of her almost sent me into frenzy, certain that had I not I would have come right there.

I looked up after a few seconds when she hadn't answered, taunting her aching center with hot heavy breaths. Her head was thrown back, lower lip clenched tightly within her teeth, forearm thrown over her head.

I growled. "Tell me. Do you want me to fuck you with my mouth?"

"YES," she screamed at me, and there was no way I could hold in the laugh that escaped my lips.

"Good, because that is exactly what I am about to do. Don't be afraid…to…uh…vocalize," I smiled, my lips against her folds. And without any further hesitation I leaned in and savored the fine wine that was my Bella.

I dove right in, licking and sucking her swollen flesh, causing herbody to convulse under my tongue and within my hands. I drank from her, relishing in the sweet tang that was her nectar, making her scream my name in reckless abandon as my teeth grazed her nub, only to do it again- making her come over and over just like I said I would.

Though tasting her like this…wasn't enough. I wanted more…needed more. So while I dug my fingers into her sweet chasm, I let my mouth trail along her inner thigh, resting just above where I knew her femoral artery to be. And as I pushed my fingers, deeper and deeper still, I cupped her cool flesh with my lips, bared my teeth, and bit into her body.

"Oh, shit," she screamed, her body vibrating as her venom intertwined with my blood ran free from the thick vessel- causing her to clench tightly around my fingers, coming all over my hand while I drank the sweetened liquid candy from her thigh.

"Do you like that?" I asked, pulling away momentarily, looking at her as her body shook from the intensity of her orgasm.

I do this to her. Me. No one else.

"Y-Y-Yes," she cried, stammering, and I returned my mouth to her thigh, gulping in the seeping fluid. I allowed its thickness to coat my mouth; absorbing every drop into the soft tissue that lie there.

I was high. High on Bella…her venom, my blood. My eyes rolled as her venom passed through my system, igniting a lightning storm within every living cell. I was on fire, consumed by her very existence…her. I was burning with desire- lust, and I would gladly burn for all my life if it meant I could be near her always, feel her, touch her, taste her…love her.

My skin itched with electricity and I wanted more, to feel more, to feel her. I wanted to crawl beneath her skin, take refuge in her heart. I wanted her with me always, like this…in love.

She did this to me. Her. No one else.

When I felt the tug of her fingers on my scalp I knew that she had had enough, and reluctantly I pulled myself away, licking the quickly healing wound one more time before placing a chaste kiss upon the mark I had left.

Mine.

"Come here," she whispered, her voice dripping with sex as she tugged me by my hair up her body. "Get rid of those," she said sternly, eyeing my pants and I did as I was told.

Naked and just as needy as I, she scurried back into the middle of the bed, summoning me with her index finger to come to her. And like a lost puppy I listened, crawling slowly between her spread thighs, her hands groping her breasts as she moaned wantonly. "Edward, take me…"

I hovered above her, the tip of my penis pressed precariously against her dripping sex. One push and she would be mine, one thrust and everything would change. She would belong to me, only me, and I would kill to keep it that way.

I looked down upon her, her eyes darkened with need, her now dry hair fanned out beneath her, chocolate-cherry locks framing her face. I leaned in, taking her pouted lips into my own, suckling the silkiness that was her mouth before entering it with my tongue.

Bella raised her thighs, wrapping them around my hips before locking her ankles behind me. Her eyes- telling me she was ready.

"Who do you belong to?" I asked, authority lacing my tone, my eyes burning through her.

"You," she answered, with confidence, no thought involved. "I belong to you, Edward….no one else."

"There was never anyone else, Bella…there will never be anyone else," I groaned, as I allowed myself to enter her, our bodies becoming one, whole…complete.

Fuck!

"Only you, Edward…ahhh…," she cried, raising her hips to meet my deepening thrusts. "It will only ever be you."

With our bodies pressed firmly against each other I continued my assault, feeling my cock sheathed inside her, her body wrapped around me in complete perfection. She could never deny this now...

Her body, her heart, her soul…each one was mine. Each belonged to me now…the union of our bodies consummated that…she was my mate. No one else's. Her body was mine to hold, to protect, to make love to, or fuck- if I chose.

God, help the poor fool that tries to interfere…

Pushing her knees towards her chest I deepened the angle, thrusting myself further and further into her ever tightening core while her hands dug shamelessly into my ass, pulling me in even deeper.

"God, Edward…I can't get enough of you," she sobbed, holding on to my body like I was her buoy, while her walls tightened further around my cock, her release near.

"Fuck God, baby…that's all me," I grunted, grabbing beneath her ass, grinding and burying myself into her more.

"Only you," she began chanting, "only you…only you…oh, fuck, Edward," she moaned, her eyes frantically locking with mine. "I'm going to…"

"No," I snarled, flipping us over so that she straddled me, her thighs now clenching my hips. I gripped her hips, my fingers digging into her- my cock gliding in and out of her dripping and quivering sex.

She threw her head back; her nails dug deep into my chest, while her supple tits bobbed before me. I gazed down between us, seeing where our bodies were joined…just how we should be…one. I knew she was close and I grabbed both breasts in my hands, pinching and pulling each nipple roughly.

"Please, Edward," she begged, her body trembling. Her need for me- for me to give her permission for release sent me over my own precipice as I wrapped my fist in her long locks, pulling her head to me before growling in her ear. "Come for me…NOW!"

With my words her walls tightened around my throbbing cock, and as she screamed my name into oblivion I pulsed inside her, releasing my seed deep into her barren womb.

"Fuck, Bella…" I panted, still pulsing within her as her hips gyrated slowly against me, her hair dangling in my face. "I don't think I will ever get enough of that," I confessed, barely audible through raspy breaths. I cupped her face, bringing her lips to my own before plunging my tongue into her moist mouth, relishing in the flavor that lay hidden there.

She pulled away, flipping her hair from her face, as she ground herself on me, my penis still deep inside her. She smiled, as she circled her hips, leaning down to trail a line up my sternum with her tongue and to my collar bone. "Let's put that theory to the test, then…shall we?" she asked, her eyes dark again, mouth ghosting near the hollow of my throat.

I felt her tongue first, its tip drawing lazy circles over the crescent shaped mark she had created during her first drinking session. My pulse was hammering with anticipation and I felt her lips part into a smile against my throat before biting down, causing my already needy shaft to harden further- ready for round two.

We made love for hours. Ravaging the other till the early afternoon; our bodies covered in my sweat, body fluids, and a combination of Bella's venom and my blood.

I held Bella close, her head resting on my chest, hair matted to my sticky skin. Her body was flung over my torso and legs. She was naked. She was beautiful. She was mine.

As I ran my hands through her sweat laden hair I thought of my past. Of all the shit I had done, good…bad. I knew that I never wanted to go back to that. I never wanted to be anywhere but right here with Bella in my arms.

I watched her quietly, her eyes fluttered behind her pale lids. I knew she wasn't asleep, knowing that it was something she was unable to enjoy. That same something I had taken for granted in my own existence. But even so, as she lay with me, her long lashes licking the apples of her pink cheeks -cheeks that were flushed due to my blood that ran through her- I knew I would stay awake a million years if it meant being with her for one second more.

She broke me from my reverie, sighing, her fingers twirling the scattered tuft of hair upon my chest. "Edward?"

"Mmmm."

"How old are you?"

I laughed. We had been intimate with each other, confessed our love, but knew nothing of the others age. "Physically? I'd say around twenty, give or take. But numerically…I'm sixty-six."

"That's it?" she asked, amused, tilting her face upward to see me. "You're a baby," she cooed.

"I am no baby, Bella." I retorted, taking her hand and forcing it to grip my penis while kissing her forehead. "How old are you, huh?

"Seventeen," she stated, matter of fact.

"Yeah, that's what you want others to believe. Come on, seriously. For instance," I sat up, pulling her body with me. "I was born in nineteen-forty-four, towards the end of world war two. Now you go." I tapped her shoulder and she laughed.

"Uh, okay. Well, I was born in…uh…nineteen-oh-one," she whispered, before biting her lip and turning her head. I laughed aloud, not expecting that answer at all, and then recalling her words from earlier… 'For over ninety years I've walked amongst my kind, searching…'

Shit.

"Was that when you were turned? Because honestly, I would have thought you were an eighties baby or some shit."

"Why's that?" she asked, her brows scrunched together.

"Because you seem to always be channeling your inner Joan Jett," I replied.

"Fuck you," she spat, smacking my bare chest with her open palm.

"See, that's what I mean," I laughed, unable to control my snickering. "You're riddled with angst."

"Screw you, Edward. Do you want me to answer your dumbass question or not?" she asked, serious, and I bit my lip to control myself.

"Yes, please…continue," I said, poorly trying to maintain my calm facade.

"I was turned in nineteen-eighteen. Both my parents had died of Spanish influenza…I was just about to follow suit when Carlisle saved me, he was the doctor that cared for me and my family…and here I am," she smiled, her eyes filling with warmth at the mention of Carlisle's name.

I wanted to know more of her past, more of how she lived…fed, but was interrupted with the obnoxious ring of her cell-phone.

"Alice," she muttered, rolling her eyes sarcastically before answering the call. I could hear Alice's faint voice in the background as she spoke.

"She is?" Bella asked excitedly. "Tell her we will be there soon."

I looked at her with confusion as her naked form jumped from the bed. "Come on, Edward. We have to go! Tanya has just arrived," she nearly squealed, tugging her skinny jeans up her legs.

"Who is this Tanya that she elicits such happiness from you?"

I was jealous.

"Edward," she stopped, walking over to where I still lay naked on the bed, running her fingers through my dampened hair. "Baby, Tanya is my best friend. And you elicit more than just happiness from me. Now come on…let's go! Get your lazy-emo-ass out of that bed!"

I got up, earning myself a smack on my naked ass as I did. We didn't even bother to shower, both of us throwing on our clothes from the night before. I knew that once we entered the Cullen's house the scent of sex would not go unnoticed. But I didn't give a shit, I wanted everyone to know…including that bitch Esme; what Bella and I had been doing for the past eight hours non-stop.

We made our way by foot, hand in hand, towards Bella's house. When we approached I could hear the raucous of excitement that this guest Tanya had brought with her. I followed behind Bella, entering the open doorway, bringing with me a gust of autumn air. In the near distance I could hear who I would assume to be Tanya, apparently catching my scent in the wind.

"Mmhmm, get a whiff of that! Here comes the human…oh, and what's that…no, it couldn't be. Bella!" she yelled, her footsteps getting near. "Did you have sex, with a human? I smell-"

She stopped, her words caught in her throat as her palm covered her mouth, hiding the obvious gasp that threatened to escape. In the dim light of the hall where she stood I could see her golden eyes locked on my own. She was tall, lean, with cascading strawberry-blonde curls. She was beautiful…but she was not Bella.

"Tanya…what the fuck? What's wrong?" Bella asked nervously, stepping closer towards her friend as I stayed rooted to the floor beneath me.

"Azrael," Tanya whispered, slowly dropping her hand from her mouth.

"Who the hell is Azrael, Tanya?" Bella demanded, as Tanya moved with vampiric speed to stand before me, her eyes looking me over as she circled my body like a vulture and I her next meal.

"Bella…why didn't you tell me Edward was a half-breed?"

What. The. Fuck.

"I didn't have time?" Bella questioned and Tanya's eyes narrowed.

"Oh, I'm sure you could have found time for that," she said sarcastically, clicking her tongue. "Azrael…," she continued, speaking only to me now, stopping so that we stood face to face. "Azrael is a very dangerous vampire…an incubus…my maker…and apparently your father…"

Oh my...

Thank you queenxochitl for allowing me to borrow Azrael, lol.

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